Bismillah. tonight im gonna write a year delayed post about me attending a friend’s wedding in Kedah. It was in April, 2018. I meant to write it earlier but naah, i didnt. It was a story i wanted to remember because it was such a memory to me hahaha (okay, actually it’s not funny at all but worth to reminisce)
I already planned a month before that i’ll be attending the wedding in Kedah and im going there alone, just me. So, i planned to purchase online tickets through easybooking.com. I searched for it days and weeks before and there, i saw many empty seats. I even dont close the tab on my phone just to check the availability of seats frequently. I have been to Kedah just a month before for a school event, so i can quite know where i’m heading. But, the poor thing was i didnt purchase the ticket right away. I was like, it’s okay, i’ll buy it when the time is right. Slap me on my face :p #MistakeNo1
The night came when i’ll board the bus. Last bus for trip to Kedah is usually at 12 midnight, for six hours trip. After Magrib, i was still lazing around at home, scrolling available tickets and i decided to purchase it at the counter after seeing lots of available seats. #MistakeNo2
Then, after Isyak prayer i booked a transporter from uia to tbs and i checked the available seats and my heart was pounding nervously – there were almost none trips or seats available anymore. I was really praying it was a false alarm. I immediately queued at the counter and obviously there were overwhelming number of people. And, my nightmare presented itself when i read the notice - all trips to utara were full and the staff confirmed the earliest trip available the next day is at 10 a.m. Yeah.. i felt dejected, silly and.. you name it.
I told no one about this and there i was.. sleeping at the bench nearest to surau. (Surau @ TBS is closed from 12am to 5 am) I was so frightened being alone there and people kept passing by and i knew no one and i shouldnt trust anyone. There were people sleeping left and right of me. I clutched to my bag pack and eyeing people suspiciously and cant quite believe what’s happening. If ever my parents found out about me being there, alone, i’ll get angry scowls definitely. Then, a foreigner man came near and try to sit next to me and i was so uncomfortable and scared that i decided let’s just sit on the floor. It was cold for sure and i cant even sleep a bit and see the clock ticking so slowly.
Subuh came finally and i went for the prayer and only then, i managed to get some sleep while waiting for the bus. I showered and change clothes in the toilet, and obviously i’ll go to the wedding in my casual clothes this time. Looking inappropriate of course, but no choice.
I took the 10 am bus and arrived around 4 p.m at a place i knew not, in front of a Chinese shop. Luckily, when i searched for GRAB, the wedding hall was nearby. Lastly, i arrived at the hall when the buffet was almost cleared up and me, not looking and wearing my best and tagging along with my small luggage. Exhaustion eats me up. What a journey!
The thing is, that was the last time we met :'(
